Budden raps, “A pretty good judge of character, maybe I mistaked a few. Cut some people off. I had no choice. It’s what they made me do.”

Budden states that he was disappointed that particular nameless individuals took advantage of him because it was not necessary because he would have given it to them.

Then he put things in perspective. Though rap artists boast about their cars, clothes, money, jewelry – and even women – Budden distinguishes himself.

“Y’all can have the cars, have the clothes. Take all that sh-t I don’t love. I’m learning fast that recognition is its own drug.”

Budden then flips the script, asking those fake friends, if they will still be around when he isn’t so popular. Then he remembers the time he was battling drugs and “nobody would call when I was the only one they were ruining.”